Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

Selfish.

These two words are used very well.

A month ago, did any of these people even glance at Lin Fan?

That IT guy who always kept to himself and wore black-rimmed glasses was ignored when he greeted people in the elevator.

Now, he has become the "hope" of the entire community.

But Ye Yan saw it very clearly.

This is not hope, it's a target.

Once a person has a goal, they will do something about it.

Not to mention, this concerns their lives.

The sentiment in the group has changed.

The initial plea changed to "He must have food," and then to "We're all neighbors."

The simple translation is: "Why do you deserve it? It's only right that we get some."

"I know where he lives, 1203, right? Let's go find him!"

"The snow outside is too heavy, I can't walk..."

"We have to keep going even if we can't! Otherwise, are we just waiting to starve to death?"

"How about... we ask the property management to try and mediate?"

"The property management company doesn't even have food to eat themselves, what right do they have to care!"

Ye Yan noticed that the most active IDs were those who usually liked to take advantage of others in the group.

The kind of complaints like "The noise from the neighbor's renovation is too loud, I need to pay compensation" or "My package got lost at the door, I need the property management to pay compensation."

These kinds of people live like hyenas in the apocalypse.

They have a keen sense of smell, travel in groups, and prey on those who are alone.

Lin Fan happened to be the one who was left alone.

It is clear that this was premeditated.

Perhaps some people had tried before, but clearly didn't get any benefit.

So they planned to incite public anger and force Lin Fan to hand over the food.

Ye Yan continued scrolling down.

"I suggest that each household send one person to go to 1203 together. If they don't give it to us, we'll get it ourselves."

"Yes, the law doesn't punish everyone, what can he do?"

"Wait, isn't this inappropriate... that's trespassing..."

"If you don't want to come, then don't come. Don't blame me if no one called you when you starve to death."

After this message was sent out, the dissenting voices disappeared.

The silence in the group speaks volumes more than any shouting.

Ye Yan turned off her phone and leaned back on the sofa.

He recalled a detail he had noticed earlier.

Lin Fan is indeed very strange.

He had already started stockpiling goods a month ago, before the heavy snow even started.

It wasn't just one or two boxes; it was the kind of hoarding that people would have done if they'd known the city was going to be locked down.

Either Lin Fan has inside information.

Or not?

Like Ye Yan, he is an awakened one.

If it's the latter, then the neighbors going to 1203 is not as simple as "burglary".

Ye Yan was even somewhat looking forward to it.

He wanted to see what Lin Fan would do.

Is it about opening the door to "share"?

That will only attract more hyenas.

Are they staying indoors and not going out?

That door will be smashed open sooner or later.

still...

Ye Yan stood up and walked to the window.

Outside, the world was pure white, and the snow continued to fall silently.

He looked down at the building below.

Several figures could be vaguely seen, wrapped in thick quilts, moving with difficulty in the snow.

The direction is Building 12.

Ye Yan smiled.

"This is going to be interesting."

It's a pity I can't see it with my own eyes.

Click!

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Qi Rushuang came out wrapped in the large bathrobe I had given her.

After being soaked in hot water, she looked like she had a new skin.

Her originally pale face became rosy and translucent, her wet long hair was draped over her shoulders, and water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair onto her collarbone, then slid into the bottomless cleavage.

The bathrobe looked loose on her, with a low neckline that revealed large expanses of her fair skin.

She walked barefoot on the carpet, her ten toes pink and cute, nervously gripping the soft fibers.

"Hey, Teacher Qi, you're all washed up!"

Ye Yan sat on the sofa and patted the empty seat next to him.

"Um, that..."

Qi Rushuang sat obediently next to Ye Yan, lowered her head, pursed her red lips, and her face was full of shyness.

"Could you please stop calling me 'teacher'?"

"Oh"

Ye Yan pushed Qi Rushuang down, buried his head in the crook of her neck, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth and gently bit her delicate earlobe.

What if I say no?

Qi Rushuang trembled as if electrocuted, and a broken groan escaped her throat.

She instinctively tried to push Ye Yan away, placing her hand on his chest, but it was too weak to exert any force; instead, it seemed like she was just being coquettish.

"No...don't do this..."

Her voice was tinged with tears, yet it also possessed an irresistible allure.

"What else?"

Ye Yan's hand slid down her delicate, fair collarbone, causing her to shudder.

"The teacher said she forgot what she said at the door?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Rushuang's body stiffened instantly.

Yes, she came in to survive.

She has no right to refuse now.

Moreover, the person opposite her was a Sequence Awakener, her only hope in this extreme cold and apocalypse.

And it seems that all she can give is this body.

Once she understood this, her resistance gradually disappeared, and she allowed Ye Yan to set her ablaze.

Ye Yan's palm slid over her flat, fair, and smooth abdomen, which was free of any excess fat.

Further down, there are those incredibly long legs that drive people crazy.

I had heard that Teacher Qi often exercised and ran on campus, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

This sculpted, jade-like body is so captivating.

"Ye, Ye Yan."

Qi Rushuang looked at me with a dazed expression.

"This is my first time."

"What?"

Upon hearing the teacher's words, Ye Yan was first shocked, then incredulous, and then overjoyed!

It felt like winning the lottery.

You know, these days they're a rare breed, especially teachers.

Thinking about this, Ye Yan's sexual desire increased.

Just as they were about to proceed to the next step,

Boom boom boom!

Outside the door, the bell rang.

"kindness?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ye Yan looked up, feeling somewhat annoyed.

who is it?

Did he catch the fish?

Is it still that group named Lin Fan?

But what did he come here for?

In Ye Yan's memory, he and Lin Fan were really not familiar with each other.

Just as Ye Yan was struggling with his decision, the person who had been knocking on the door spoke.

"Brother Ye! Brother Ye, are you home? It's Wuyou from downstairs! Help!"

A young girl's scream, trembling with tears, came from outside the door.

Carefree and without worry?

That little girl who lives downstairs, always wears Lolita dresses, and is less than 1.5 meters tall?

Ye Yan stopped moving, looked at Qi Rushuang beneath him, whose clothes were disheveled and whose face was flushed, and then looked at the doorway.

Ye Yan remembered that this little girl seemed to have a connection with Lin Fan.

Just as he was about to go out to see what was going on,

"No, don't go."

Suddenly, Qi Rushuang hooked her arm around Ye Yan's neck, her face flushing even more.

"No, open the door!"

She didn't want anyone else to know or see her disheveled state.

"Teacher, is it because you can't bear to part with your student?"

Ye Yan stroked Qi Rushuang's dreamy face.

. . .